A Good Face Is The Best Letter

Hang Irish Harpers Wherever Found.

I Grieve And Dare Not Show My Discontent, I Love And Yet Am Forced To Seem To Hate, I Do, Yet Dare Not Say I Ever Meant, I Seem Stark Mute But Inwardly Do Prate. I Am And Not, I Freeze And Yet Am Burned, Since From Myself Another Self I Turned. My Care Is Like My Shadow In The Sun, Follows Me Flying, Flies When I Pursue It, Stands And Lies By Me, Doth What I Have Done.

The Doubt Of Future Foes Exiles My Present Joy.

Brass Shines As Fair To The Ignorant As Gold To The Goldsmiths.

I Am Already Bound Unto An Husband, Which Is The Kingdom Of England.